Mario Marry Peach Novels & Stories

"No ‘hello’? No ‘how’s life been, big brother’? That hurts, Mario. Really. First you pull a gun on me and leave me in the woods, next you treat me like an outcast? I'm hurt brother." Mario just stared. Gerard shrugged, dropping the act instantly. "Fine. I heard you got married and thought I'd visit." His gaze slid over to me, and his smirk deepened. "Congratulations. And condolences to your wife." I frowned. "Excuse me?" "Oh, don't take it personally, sweetheart," he said, waving a hand. "It's just—Mario, marriage? It’s like putting a leash on a wolf. Not that he was ever much of a wolf to begin with." He grinned at Mario. "You were more like a yappy little Chihuahua. Remember when you cried

"What about you? Would you agree if Grandpa arranged a marriage between you and Kimberly?" Mario looked intently at Kimberly's face, took a slow breath, and replied. "If Grandpa believes it's for the best, I will accept and follow whatever Grandpa commands," Mario said confidently. Kimberly clenched her jaw in frustration. "Mario, you're absolutely insane! We can't possibly get married. We've been friends since childhood. I really don't want to marry you," Kimberly shouted. "Grandpa, stop this," Kimberly Rayder uttered. "Whatever you want to say, Grandpa, my decision is firm. I will never, ever be Mario's wife, period!"

carmen said and Mario nodded "Yes Mario we called you here because we trust you" the old lady added and Mario wondered why they looked so serious, he hoped they didn't find out he was helping Sia because if they did then they would probably be disappointed in him "Is something wrong?" he asked but Carmen shook her head and handed him her tablet "We called you here because we have a wedding to arrange," she told him and Mario widened his eyes not in surprise but why he was needed "Emiliano I getting married again, who is the lucky girl?" he knew who the girl was but he had to act surprised and all

“If you're ready, why wait any longer? I'm too lazy to look for someone close to perfect.” “Your style, duh!” Mario laughed. ”You, the calmest of the three of us, turn out to have greater mental readiness. But still, I'm a little worried about your future wife. Or better to hurry up the marriage contract first. It doesn't matter if it's a KUA marriage, right?”

"Thank you, Mario. I promise I will respect you if we go ahead with this contract marriage." Mario cleared his throat and lifted his gaze to meet hers. "I guess I’m just nervous ... I don’t feel like I’m good enough to be your husband." "Hahaha, what are you talking about?! Relax, you don’t have to be scared of me. If anything, I’ll be the one taking care of you!" she teased. Mario blushed deeply and nearly choked on his breath. "Here, have some water," Ms. Inez said, handing him a bottle of mineral water.

Even though they have to unite in an unexpected way, Mario is still grateful. If only that night he had not escorted Aurora, who was heavily drunk, back to her apartment, maybe he would not have married her. Once again, Mario was grateful because that night Aurora forced him to sleep with her. Indeed, even though after marriage the woman did not immediately realize and fell in love with him, Mario remained patient. Until finally, the truth was revealed. He and Aurora could be together. Once again, even though there were small pebbles and even a storm that had blocked him, he was determined not to leave her side. Especially now that God has given them the best gift and maybe they will receive

Is this a joke? "I'll take responsibility, Aurora," Mario said again. If necessary, I will marry you right now." "Are you crazy?" said Aurora with a look of displeasure. "Don't think that because we both have slept together, I want to marry you, Mario. Are you deaf too? I've often told you that you're not a man who fits my criteria. So don't even dream that I'll agree to marry you." Mario shook his head. He just kept trying to convince the woman next to him.

“You don’t remember. But your soul does.” “What—” He steps closer. Too close. I feel his breath on my skin. Then he whispers the one thing I never expected to hear again today. “Luna… please marry me.” My jaw drops. “What is wrong with everyone today?!” “It’s not today,” he says softly. “It’s destiny.” “I just met you!” “You were always meant to be mine.” “Nope.” I step back. “Goodbye.” I turn to leave, but he catches my wrist—gentle, yet firm.

I took out a document from my pocket to show them my and Edwin's marriage certificate. "Open your eyes wide and look at this. Edwin and I are married. Why would I care about a man like Grayson? As for me pushing Monica over the deck, well, there are surveillance cameras all over this yacht. I'll get permission to check the footage right now!" Everyone started talking about this while Grayson rushed to me in a mad dash when he saw the document in my hand. "Marriage certificate? What are you talking about? Why would you and Edwin have such a document?"

He was beaming, his eyes wet with something that looked like relief. "You look like you just won the lottery," I said. "The party wasn't that successful." Lorenzo lunged forward and nearly crushed me in a hug. "Thank you," he choked out. I pushed him back, frowning. "For what? I didn't do anything." "Your husband is a man of his word." "I know that. I'm the one who married the bastard." "Never let him go, kid. He’s obsessed with you." "Why the hell are you telling me this?"